FunkMnkyz

Washington, D.C., Washington, D.C., USA

BandAlternativeHip Hop

FunkMnkyz are an alternative hip-hop band from the DC area known for playing high-energy raucous shows. They blend rock, reggae, funk, metal and other genres behind two MCs to create a fresh and unique spin on "rap/rock."

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Biography

The five members of FunkMnkyz joined forces through a mutual appreciation of EVERY genre of music, a love of the DC-area live scene, and a collective self-deprecating sense of humor. Influenced by 311, RATM, Sublime, Wu-Tang, MF Doom, Foo Fighters, Jimi Hendrix, Bob Marley, Glassjaw and many more, FunkMnkyz can play just about anything while their MCs rhyme. Their most recent release, Which Way is Down (a rap/rock masterclass), was followed by extensive touring and miles on their van. In 2010, FunkMnkyz joined the ranks of Jimmie's Chicken Shack, All Time Low, and Sev by opening the HFStival main stage.

"Yes ladies and gentlemen, rap-rock still exists and we have found its champion." Brightest Young Things

"Their sound is best described as a peaceful rampage, blasting out angry metal guitar on top of a plate of appetizing funk rock." Found Magazine

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Estrada

Written By: FunkMnkyz

(Skit)Quest: Man I gotta call Vice real quickVice: Peace broQuest: Hey wassup manVice: Got that LS son!Quest: What? You got the new LS?Vice: Yes SirQuest: Yo! Come scoop me broVice: Right now?Quest: yeah right now, come scoop meVice: Word Word I’m on my way son(Verse 1 - Quest)Ah……Ah….It’s Quest, Sup Son, Everything slow moOn the bench in your game, trying to maintainBout to go with my boy to get fits for tonightHe got that new LS chromed out looking tight75 degrees man, yo it’s great out hereAnd my honey she’s at Unity doing that hairAnd my neck is on pay because I’m doing that stareTheir goes Marie, man all woman back thereHold up, Wassup son, yeah I had to dap my man5-0 is on the road man these cats ain’t playingYEAH! I saw your man BarackResisting these haters like Nike ShoxI gotta call you back son, 5-0 blocking the roadPulled my boy over, you know how that goesNo license son, damn here we goThings happen you just have to go with the flowChorusCruisin today was a good day, Boys in blue deep is the usual playKeep it between the lines staying in your lane but the best defense is to stay in the gameBust a U under false pretenses, no licenseAt a checkpoint, I forgot to mentionThe day was good until a visit from the devils henchmenBelichicked the way I stay catching offenses(Verse 2 – Vice)Its Friday and like Johnny Kemp i just got paid, my mind on that whylin tip got home got changedWifey already got off, she phoned and text me she had VIP passes to a grown n sexyClub for the evening wait a second hold it up, Not Masters but I do believe we're rollin DutchYou know whats up, soon as I hit the bar I'm going nuts, Numerous shots leave my eyes wide open shutTom Cruisin through traffic I came to reality Gotta pick up my mane Q for practice GThe vibe of the great day distracted me from the NO U-TURN I performed dramaticallySuddenly a check point appears magically, Middle of the afternoon cops set up tacticallyImmediately, the cops reacted G, drastically, outta my car they extracted meLicense suspended for minor offenses, due to traffic fines, got me behind the fencesWanna scream out loud "Why yall pigs after, ME?!" Instead smile and say "Good Day Officer"sarcasticallyChorus(Verse 3 – Vice)Got to ride in the new LS and charger DAMN! Guess the po-po stop pushin those impalas manRunnin a red light had caused my arrest, didn’t get the ticket cause I hadn’t changed my addressThe ticket must have gone to my old residence, Missed the court date due to my own negligenceThey caught me on camera when I ran the light kid, I had no idea they had suspended my licenseSorry bro I ain’t know it would go like this, I woulda told you to catch the metro or bike kidIts alright kid it happens to the best of us, but I need this bail better go call the wife quick!These handcuffs on my wrists like vice grips, but I’m tight lipped, cuz I ain’t tryna see the nightstickNeither am I but guess what I did, outta the handcuffs I slipped my right wristI ain’t tryna go out like a fugitive or do a bid, but I’m in the driver seat my motive is elude the pigs Startpullin off they ain’t followin dude, so let’s just see what this new charger can do LETS GO!!!

Why Would You do it to Yourself When you Know it Hurts You

Written By: FunkMnkyz

Why Would You Do it to Yourself When You Know it Hurts You?(Verse 1 – Vice17)Here we have Jim he likes to go for a swim in a pool called the bottle where the water is gin he divesright in hey dudes the water is fine then hit the pool round the bottle where the water is wine he'd swimall day n all night if u let him sometimes they had to send for paramedics to get him his life was anepisode of intervention he thought the sport swimming was the greatest invention Went off the deepend one too many times almost had drowned him he had swallowed over 3 liters when they had foundhim we all thought he had learned his lesson perhaps but the very next day he was back doin laps Don'tcompare him to Michael Phelps American all star Jim's favorite event was embarrassing bar crawlstruggling to stay afloat he was a sad case final leg of the race n he finished n last place Jim was thevictim Lamb to the slaughter just couldn't manage to keep his head above water Dealing urself a badhand is da worst dude why would u do to urself when u know it hurts u!ChoursWhy would you do it to yourself when you know it hurts you?It’s a problem with humans that universalIt’s like everyone’s gone way too commercialCan’t put a price on life, ain’t no infomercial (2x)(Verse 2 – Vice17)Christina was such a lil diva almost sixteen young Frankenstina Her charges to her mama's credit cardwas off meter when she watched the hills she sided with Audrina Next year she was gonna be a seniorClassmen for her birthday wanted a Beamer A big party she demanded with the cruelest demeanorbasically mandated that her mom MTV her Since her mom wanted to surprise Christina she pretendedtold Tina she couldn't have either Tina's response was beyond ungrateful she stormed outta da roomyellin mom I hate you Her Mom followed after her and calmed her down told Tina she was joking let'sgo shopping now Her mom knew she Should be harsher with her but she felt bad cuz her father's outthe picture She had done well for herself so she shared it all on her daughter no expense she spared kidGave her the grace of Gucci status of Prada the brain of Paris Hilton created a monster The very next dayat Abercrombie and Fitch Tina didn't get her way called mommy a ... Dealing ya self a bad hand is theworst boo why would you do it to yourself when you know it hurts you!Chours(Verse 3 - Quest)Ericka, yeah ErickaShe can’t get it together, she grabs her shirt and her sweaterHer legal age, danger stageNino on the way, just the start of the dayLate for work, cell phone, coffee and purseShould have paid attention its toll, now she’s cursedMulti-task while she’s driving she pulls out her combToo many perms strands falling from her domeBeautician told her, not the boyfriends calling the phone“Oh I’m cheating!” “Do you believe this?”Shouting at the phone while her bunions shouting backThe high heel queen if you know what I meanLooked up and almost ran a stop lightEye shadow, lip stick, phone rings, “Who’s This?”Drops the phone into the coffee, coffee into her eyeRuns into a truck, guess what? Ericka DiesWhy would you do it to yourself when you know it hurts you!